Qingwen looked at her master. She was only so young. She had never seen such a person who was not from this dynasty, but could be so familiar with the roads in the palace. Even Rong Gui began to doubt whether she had lifted a stone. If you smash yourself in the foot, will you bring back a traitor...
"Little girl, I have remembered that you were brought back by so and so, right? I've heard you playing the piano and singing before. You do have some pretty good skills in this area, don't waste it!"
Rong Guiren was surprised. How could the other party know about such a thing? Before becoming a concubine, she had been attracted by the late emperor. Then she entered the palace and became a palace maid who played the piano until the death of the late emperor. , and then betrothed himself to the prince who had never even appeared in the palace...
She became a concubine so stupidly, and later she was directly confused by the scheming between the harem and was thrown into the cold palace. She knew this kind of thing, and she didn't taboo the late emperor's name at all, calling her "Rongguiren" directly. He's not a fool, and he doesn't think this haggard man is bragging.
This man must have been a neighbor of other countries before the emperor ascended the throne. He is now ill and is recovering from his injuries in the Huichun Pavilion. Therefore, Rong Guiren put away his little thoughts of finding out the opponent's strength and quickly became cautious.
"Old senior..." Rong Guiren changed the title in an instant.
"I didn't know that the seniors had such great energy. I'm sorry that the juniors were a little abrupt just now."
The haggard man walked forward and did not answer Rong Guiren's words. Instead, he said to himself: "Little girl, are you afraid that I can't compare with the Jin Yiwei? I'm not bragging. The commander of the Jin Yiwei now is Zhou Quan. I used to have I generously taught him a trick or two!"
As a little maid, Qingwen was not as wary and vigilant as Rong Gui. However, she did not have as much knowledge as Rong Gui. Although she did not have a bad impression of the tall man at the beginning, but from just now If you say it without drafting it, it would be too nonsense.
Qingwen winked at her master, wanting to tell him not to trust such a person gullibly. How could Rong Guiren not know that although she listened respectfully, she didn't completely believe it. She was just giving her a small one. Just hope.
"Then old senior, Su Xuan... Master Su, how did you meet me?"
"We don't know each other... we've just seen each other. It's said in ancient times that it's hard to treat my disease from now on. The only one who has a one-in-a-thousand chance of curing me is Su Xuan! I am going this time just to look at Su Xuan’s face. If anything happens to him, there will be no one in this world who can bring me into the sunshine."
Listening to the bits and pieces of information coming out of the withered man's mouth, Ronggui couldn't piece together what kind of disease this man had. But since he could save Su Xuan, it didn't matter. As long as he could find out the news about Su Xuan. , whether it is good, bad, powerful, or a failure, as long as there is a good result, Ronggui people are willing to try.
"Su Tian... This guy Su Tian is taking advantage of him. I don't have much friendship with him. I just watched him grow from my knees to my neck..."
Mr. Ronggui nodded slowly. Although there was no real evidence to prove whether what the haggard man in front of him said was true, there was also no direct evidence to prove that what he said was a lie or a lie. Therefore, Mr. Ronggui You can only try it with this attitude.
They were about to pass through a cobblestone road again. Ronggui didn't pay attention. He sprained his ankle and fell sideways. He accidentally bumped into the tall and thin man. The latter's eyes were cold and he ducked aside without even the intention of touching him. Qingwen reacted quickly and hugged her master from mid-air.
"Master, are you okay?"
Rong Guiren smiled slightly, comforted Qingwen and said, "It's okay, keep going, we still have a lot of things to deal with."
The haggard man had no intention of stopping and waiting, and hurried forward. He knew that he could not be exposed to the scorching sun for too long.
At this moment, the sunrise in the sky has all risen. At first, the man was still walking in the middle of the road. Now he just wants to quickly reach a dark corner and stay there, but he has to go to where Su Tian is, so now every step of the road is Wherever there is a shadow, he will stay in it for a while.
The withered man had already walked far away. Ronggui just took a few tentative steps and found that it was still difficult to move around, so he asked Qingwen to support him and rest first.
"master……"
"It's okay, let him go first. If it's true as this man said, Su Xuan is the only life-saving straw in his whole life, I think he is more anxious than us."
Qingwen pouted, very angry.
"But Master. I'm not telling you why this man is so incompetent. He doesn't respect your identity, Master. Forget it. He saw you fall and didn't know how to catch you. Why? There is something on him that will kill you if you touch it. What’s going on with the illness?”
Rong Guiren looked at Qingwen dotingly, stretched out his fingers to make a silent gesture on his lips, and responded gently: "These masters all have weird temperaments. Maybe they really have something to hide? Wen'er, don't It’s not okay to speculate on others.”
Qingwen nodded unhappily, while Rong Guiren looked at his palm again. There was a light layer of white mist on it, which disappeared in an instant, but Rong Guiren would never forget the feeling just now. !
Because just now, when he touched the tall and thin man, Rong Guiren deeply felt his skin being stung by the bone-chilling chill. Although it was only a brief contact, Rong Guiren still felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar. , she didn’t know if this was a disease.
If not, a person with such a strong inner strength, what he said just now, even if it is just bragging, can still be trusted. If it is a disease, he can withstand such a cold disease, and although his face is a little pale, At least he is still alive and able to move. You can know how powerful the tall and thin man was before he fell ill. Then you can trust eighty-nine percent of what he said.
Rong Guiren stayed for a while, took the initiative to hold Qingwen's shoulders, and moved forward step by step.
"Wen'er, I have a feeling that this incident will reveal many secrets in the palace. When the time comes..."
Qingwen is simple-minded.
